A Short Haircut

I got a short haircut. I've been applying "Sebatian Collection" (wet) .

I've finally thrown in the towel on my quest to be raffish and accepted that I'm a dirty Italian-irish.

Despite my insistence on playing, "When you get caught between the moon and New York City," the secretaries at work have christened my new hair-doo as, "good."

Finally, I can walk around Chinatown and throw attitude at the fags.

The Zen Of Tapeheads Rolling

Like a fog lifting,
There's a clarity that comes
With newfound appreciation
Of an old familiar song.

There's a singularly unique bliss
In the whispered preambles
Of analog classics.

The table is set
For an exquisite meal.

Food For Thought

Minimum wage hasn't been increased in 9 YEARS. Think how much more expensive everything has gotten in the last nine years.

Cigarettes? Rent? Gasoline?

(Republican controlled) congress just defeated a bill that would've raised the minimum wage by $2.00. Which is still SHIT.

Mianus Connecticut

I was watching "Jackass" last night and they had the greatest thing. They went to a place called Mianus (my anus) Conn. Anyway... comedy ensued.

I googled Mianus (see what I mean, anything works) and found a funny, and totally serious website devoted to the "Mianus Make-n-Break Ignitor."

Anyway, I'm not a communist and I'm doing OK.

Radioactive Closet Fags

...Still drunker and more "perceptive" it feels like we've reached the meltdown stage of capitalism. The technical infrastructure of the country -entertainment, customer service, advertising, health care, politics, the military -ultimately, all seem to be geared towards the same function: maximum exploitation. Of course, to the bow-tie wearing, hyperventilating, radioactive, closet-fags who run this country this is the way it's supposed to be. I always find it ironic how the same people who want to ban the theory of evolution promote a "survival of the fittest" economic policy as if it were the fucking gospel of Jesus "Mama's Boy" Christ.

By the way, my boss is the biggest radioactive closet fag of them all.

The Dark Side Of Chimps

Watching National Geographic Explorer I came across a show about a chimp who goes around "terrorizing", killing and eating children in Uganda. His name is, "Saddam."

According to the show chimps, (like Americans), "are xenophobic, aggressive and violent predators, even towards their own kind, killing not only for meat, but over territory and power."

Per my usual Friday night routine I got drunk by myself and watched TV. As is usually the case the more the wine loosens up my capillaries the more perceptive I become. After awhile I stop being offended by the aesthetic assault that is channel surfing and I start to become fascinated.

It seems like nearly every program is dialed in to the same agenda.

Watch a half hour of cable news and you get the microcosm, the menu if you will. Your choices are: celebrity scandal, serial killers, security, corporate mergers, a little war and oh-by-the-way have you checked up on your child whose probably missing and being savagely raped by an escaped Texas convict as we speak?

Wherever possible a dash of subtle racism or an abortion controversy is a fabulous garnish to the usual diet.

That's why I loved "The Dark Side Of Chimps." It was so sensationalistic, so tabloid, so New York Post. It had so many of the ingredients you just can't live without.

There's no use explaining how hilariously the narration of this show encompassed nearly all of the themes of our times unless you've seen it, let's just say -it, and the whole thing, were born to be parodied.

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Anyway, the whole the thing is, as Marilyn Manson called it "a campaign of fear and consumption."